His lethal love (21+) [Kth ff]

Chapter ~ 2

Just as the atmosphere between them began to mellow, a woman's voice sliced through the air, shattering the moment. “Taehyung, why didn’t you wait for me outside?” The sharp click of high heels echoed against the floor, growing closer with each confident step until Guinevere's stunning face emerged from the shadows. Her presence was magnetic, yet it felt as if a storm had suddenly swept in, disrupting the fragile tranquility that had settled between Taehyung and Yn.

When Guinevere caught sight of the two of them, she slowed her pace, her expression shifting to one of surprise. “Ms. Sealey, why are you here too? Did you need anything else?” she asked, her tone laced with faux innocence as she positioned herself beside Taehyung, seamlessly latching onto his arm. The sight twisted something deep within Yn, a mix of disbelief and heartache swirling in her chest.

Taehyung looked down at Guinevere, a frown tugging at his lips, but despite his annoyance, he didn’t push her away. Instead, he turned to Guinevere with a hint of curiosity in his voice. “Do you know her?”

With an air of practiced affection, Guinevere leaned into Taehyung, flashing a bright smile that felt like a blade aimed directly at Yn. “We met just now. I even thought she was my fan,” she replied, her tone dripping with condescension.

Yn felt as though she had been struck by lightning, the realization of their closeness washing over her like icy water. Time seemed to freeze as she struggled to find her voice, blinking rapidly as confusion and hurt flooded her senses. She dug her nails into her palms, attempting to ground herself, to quell the wave of emotions crashing over her. “Mr. Kim…” she managed to choke out, her voice barely above a whisper.

The tremor in her tone was unmistakable, revealing the depth of her turmoil. Hurt and confusion swirled in her eyes, each blink betraying the painful realization that shattered the delicate facade she had built around herself.

For some reason, Taehyung felt an inexplicable irritation gnawing at him as he observed Yn in her moment of vulnerability. The way she stood there, struggling with her emotions, struck a dissonant chord within him. He didn’t like seeing her like this, her discomfort hanging heavily in the air between them. Meanwhile, Guinevere remained blissfully oblivious to the tension radiating from Yn, a satisfied smile playing on her lips as she introduced Taehyung with an air of pride. “As you can guess, he’s my fiancé, and he’s here to accompany me for my prenatal care checkup.”

Yn's mind went blank, the words crashing over her like a tidal wave. Prenatal care checkup…? Her gaze instinctively dropped to Guinevere’s stomach, and she felt a surge of emotion rise within her, a hot wave of tears threatening to spill over. She couldn’t control herself as her eyes reddened, the reality of the situation sinking in. “Your child belongs to… Mr. Kim?” she asked, her voice breathless and trembling with disbelief.

“Yeah,” Guinevere replied, her face alight with happiness as she nodded, completely unaware of the storm brewing within Yn. But then a flicker of realization crossed Guinevere's face, and she turned her attention back to Yn, her brow furrowing in confusion. “You keep calling him Mr. Kim. Are you acquainted with my fiancé?”